Fauns are an elusive people, mostly tending to stay far away from civilization and its complexities when they can. A human torso meets the ground in the lower quarters of a goat, their cloven hooves finding footing with a natural surefootedness. Sticking out from the curly hair of a faun can be seen two little horns almost dainty in appearance. At ease in the shadowed forests where they dwell, fauns love to play music and revel beneath the stars, usually living in harmony with everything around them. The hint of a song drifting on the breeze may be the only sign a traveller ever hears to tell him that he is within a faun's wood.